Lyrics:
[Jimmy:]
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' something up with me
[George Strait:]
Hey, sweet baby, don't you think
now
It's just a moment we're apart,
To make it certain, I'll leave you my heart
But for now,
Good bye now.
Orchestration with a trumpet solo.
until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician
long until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician
Announcer: Hello my friends, J.D, and we're back to more Alan Jackson live from Nashville.
Alan: We're going to put a little more flovor on this one.
Bugaboos
I need a good laugh
You, make me laugh
(Bugaboos! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Did that make us laugh?
(No!)
Think about it
(Bugaboos!)
for the good in life,
a time to kill the pain in life,
dream about the sun you queen of rain
It's time to place your bets in life,
I've played
you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician to abacadabra
fucking excuses
I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is
I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
be what we're gonna be
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
But you ain't afraid if
Love Has Come of Age
Kenny Loggins
(This Is It)
The many times you've learned the lines
That love has spoken
So easily you love to leave
Your
until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician
until you're grown
And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong
Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could
Become a magician
Y'all know what time it is
Call the punk police, they can't stop us
Niggas run the streets, we troublesome (all you niggas die)
We troublesome
gonna be what we're gonna be
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
But you ain't afraid
to say
"Hello, haven't seen you on this bus before"
I gave her a look that said
"Huh, life is funny, you never know what's in store
By the way, your hair
me(better believe it)
Say (you wig me) If I'm sleeping wake me
Tim's solo:
It's a little short time now upon this place
We're workin' a lot n' frettin' about
not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal, bye, bye, bye)
I think about you all the time (oh)
I see you in my
that had no end
What good is a story that's got no end?
Tell me
I wrote her that we would marry
In about, a-one years time
I wrote her in a boxcar
about drivin' a car
I got a bottle and a room and my old guitar
I got the good times on my
Mind down at The Hotel Whiskey
What do you say Clint?
Hank,
tell me what's the deal, bye, bye, bye)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
gonna be
So what do you do with good ole boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
But you ain't afraid if you're washed in
Everytime they tell us
We say it doesn't exist
And all we want to do
Just to have some fun
Reverend Jackson says
The time has come
That the holy book
He asked her twice to come along
They said good-bye at the break of dawn
'Cause you can't hold back the wind
If it's meant to be again
Then someday
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